Verse 1

I’m staring through a window that nobody can see,

Trapped inside a silence that’s swallowing me.

Words on my tongue, but they never take form,

Half of me’s present, the other half’s gone.

A voice in my head keeps pulling me back,

Reality’s a thread and it’s starting to snap.

I reach for the ground, but it shifts like sand,

Living in a world I don’t understand.

Fading out, breaking down,

I can’t tell if I’m lost or found.

I’m torn, can’t find where I belong,

I fade, but the world moves on.

I break, but no one can see—

What’s left of me.

Eyes on the ceiling, I’m watching it spin,

Numb on the surface, chaos within.

Every step forward feels hollow, miswired,

A ghost in the crowd with a soul that’s tired.

Fragments of memory cut like glass,

Moments dissolve, I can’t make them last.

Living on replay, it’s out of my hands,

Disconnected lines I can’t understand.

Fading out, breaking down,

I can’t tell if I’m lost or found.

I’m torn, can’t find where I belong,

I fade, but the world moves on.

I break, but no one can see—

What’s left of me.

I drift away, can’t hold the frame,

Erase the face, forget the name.

A hollow shell in a fleeting scene,

I’m stuck between what I am and what I’ve been.

Can you hear me? Can you see me?

Or am I gone completely?

I’m torn, can’t find where I belong,

I fade, but the world moves on.

I break, but no one can see—

What’s left of me.